CONTROL YOUR JOY
Are you kidding me? It's The End Of The World As We Know It!... And I feel fine. Well... I don't today. Five minutes ago, a truck carrying those storage pods arrived next door. A large white pod, was delivered to the ajoining driveway. The house has been empty since July, after we ran the renters off. Not really, but we had a little to do with it. They were complete Jack Asses. They never cut their grass, never spoke, their dogs barked constantly, and they were late with their rent. I knew the home owners. They used it as their private residence before relocating, then moving. The renters, only lived there from last November to last July. That was more then enough for me. It was nothing in comparision to the chaos, that I put up with for the 18 months prior. Again, I knew the home owners. We were, and are still friends. We just can't live next door to one another. They have an unimaginable, special-needs child. He was bigger then most adults that I know. Although, he had the mind of somone atleast 10 years younger then he was. He was kind of like that guy from the movie, the Goonies.
You know, the big over grown guy, who they kept in the basement. It's not like they treated him that way or anything. He was just huge, and emotionally challenged. He was quite literally, like a bull in a china closet. Very big, and destructive. It was really sad, but yet annoying at the same time. Unfortunately, I have no tollerance for children like that. That's because, I'm spoiled in that regard. My boys, are like every other kid. Our middle son, tried very hard to get along with him. However, that only seemed to work for about five minutes at a time. This boy would constantly throw an tantrum about something. After the five or ten minutes was over, they would quit playing together then go their seperate ways. Sadly enough, the rest of the kids on our street has no patience for him. This is when, I thanked God every day, that all three of our kids were normal. Not only normal, but all are gifted. I have no idea how that happened, but I will take it.
At the end of the neighbors residing next door, his mother and I came to blows. Keep in mind, we were friends. It was just simply, all that I could endure. We are still friends to this day, and speak over the phone. She has repeatedly told me, not to worry about it. She said, this has happened everywhere that they have ever lived. People, just got sick of dealing wither her son.
Again, I'm still pretty disgusted with the idea of new neighbors. After all, I was here first. Besides that, my house is paid for. When we bought this house three years ago, there was no one on either side of us. The people to the right of us, are great people. I enjoy having them as neighbors. They are pleasant, and for the most part, keep to themselves. Our family moved out here for two reasons. The first reason is to be closer to my parents who live in this town. The second reason was becasue, I needed the quiet. As I became older, I came to a realization. I wanted some space, and most of all quiet.
I am entirely too old for noise, and neighbor drama. I'd be just fine with anyone who lives there, if they just keep it together. I could give a crap at this point, about anything further. Just mow the freakin grass, and wave when you see me. Above all... be quiet! After all, this is the suburb/country. Not quite the country, but not the city either. It's a small country town, on the rise. Not exactly what I thought would happen either. I didn't want the city to grow up around us. Again, that's progress, what can you do? I can't decide how I'm going to play this one? Meaning, I don't know how I'm going to handle the new neighbors. I'm indecisive right now. I don't know if, I'm going to be the jerk who doesn't speak. Again, being neighborly, has got me nowhere.
Here's my juvinile view on the whole situation. I was here first, and my house is paid for. You are only the renters. You don't belong here. The only reason that you are here is because, the homeowners know nothing about business. They think that they will turn this huge profit, if they hang on to the house for a few more years. They havn't seen the growth of the city in the past year. I tried to explain how unfair it was, by having renters next door. I got neither sympathy nor empathy. I'm sure that I will have much more to complain about in the days to come. Maybe, I should get some empty beer cans and throw them around out front. I wonder if anyone can hook me up with some large, fake, pot plants for our back yard? See ya'll!
Are you kidding me? It's The End Of The World As We Know It!... And I feel fine. Well... I don't today. Five minutes ago, a truck carrying those storage pods arrived next door. A large white pod, was delivered to the ajoining driveway. The house has been empty since July, after we ran the renters off. Not really, but we had a little to do with it. They were complete Jack Asses. They never cut their grass, never spoke, their dogs barked constantly, and they were late with their rent. I knew the home owners. They used it as their private residence before relocating, then moving. The renters, only lived there from last November to last July. That was more then enough for me. It was nothing in comparision to the chaos, that I put up with for the 18 months prior. Again, I knew the home owners. We were, and are still friends. We just can't live next door to one another. They have an unimaginable, special-needs child. He was bigger then most adults that I know. Although, he had the mind of somone atleast 10 years younger then he was. He was kind of like that guy from the movie, the Goonies.
You know, the big over grown guy, who they kept in the basement. It's not like they treated him that way or anything. He was just huge, and emotionally challenged. He was quite literally, like a bull in a china closet. Very big, and destructive. It was really sad, but yet annoying at the same time. Unfortunately, I have no tollerance for children like that. That's because, I'm spoiled in that regard. My boys, are like every other kid. Our middle son, tried very hard to get along with him. However, that only seemed to work for about five minutes at a time. This boy would constantly throw an tantrum about something. After the five or ten minutes was over, they would quit playing together then go their seperate ways. Sadly enough, the rest of the kids on our street has no patience for him. This is when, I thanked God every day, that all three of our kids were normal. Not only normal, but all are gifted. I have no idea how that happened, but I will take it.
At the end of the neighbors residing next door, his mother and I came to blows. Keep in mind, we were friends. It was just simply, all that I could endure. We are still friends to this day, and speak over the phone. She has repeatedly told me, not to worry about it. She said, this has happened everywhere that they have ever lived. People, just got sick of dealing wither her son.
Again, I'm still pretty disgusted with the idea of new neighbors. After all, I was here first. Besides that, my house is paid for. When we bought this house three years ago, there was no one on either side of us. The people to the right of us, are great people. I enjoy having them as neighbors. They are pleasant, and for the most part, keep to themselves. Our family moved out here for two reasons. The first reason is to be closer to my parents who live in this town. The second reason was becasue, I needed the quiet. As I became older, I came to a realization. I wanted some space, and most of all quiet.
I am entirely too old for noise, and neighbor drama. I'd be just fine with anyone who lives there, if they just keep it together. I could give a crap at this point, about anything further. Just mow the freakin grass, and wave when you see me. Above all... be quiet! After all, this is the suburb/country. Not quite the country, but not the city either. It's a small country town, on the rise. Not exactly what I thought would happen either. I didn't want the city to grow up around us. Again, that's progress, what can you do? I can't decide how I'm going to play this one? Meaning, I don't know how I'm going to handle the new neighbors. I'm indecisive right now. I don't know if, I'm going to be the jerk who doesn't speak. Again, being neighborly, has got me nowhere.
Here's my juvinile view on the whole situation. I was here first, and my house is paid for. You are only the renters. You don't belong here. The only reason that you are here is because, the homeowners know nothing about business. They think that they will turn this huge profit, if they hang on to the house for a few more years. They havn't seen the growth of the city in the past year. I tried to explain how unfair it was, by having renters next door. I got neither sympathy nor empathy. I'm sure that I will have much more to complain about in the days to come. Maybe, I should get some empty beer cans and throw them around out front. I wonder if anyone can hook me up with some large, fake, pot plants for our back yard? See ya'll!
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